AERILYN'S POV
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Heavy breathing and sweaty skin makes me feel gross as I wrap the blanket over me. I notice how wild my hair is in the reflection of the window. I run my hands through my loose hair, flattening it before I turn, watching his back flex as he puts on his pants.
The muscles in his shoulders flex as he leans forward, reaching for his hoodie and I'm numb with regret.
How did I let this happen?
The usual discomfort and fear I had lingering inside when he was around isn't there anymore, the tension between us is humbling, like a soft breeze on a hot summer day.
I inhale a deep breath before turning as the door unlocks, "I have to go," I murmur and practically run out of there without sparing Blaze a second glance.
I scurry out of the room after my boss unlocked it, and th
